The Eleven Supernovas

Chapter 2

Steven "Cut Throat" Samson had devil fruit powers too? Well he had better join my pirate crew if I was risking my life and Dean's life to get him out of prison. I wondered what powers he had. Mine were so terrible and freakish that I couldn't take these gloves off unless I wanted to reveal myself. After walking for half an hour we arrived at the prison.

"What kind of fighting are you best at?" I asked Dean, my new navigator.

"If I can get a gun off of one of these guards, I will be fine," he replied. That was good to know that he could hold his own.

"Just make sure you carry your coffin on your back," I told Dean Reynolds.

"What does that mean?"

"Be ready to die at any moment, don't be afraid of death, and make sure you aim to kill," I answered Dean. He nodded and I reached in my pocket and pulled out a handful of BBQ flavored sunflower seeds and shoved them in my mouth. I pushed open the door to the prison and we walked in. There were cameras and guards every where. Dean and I walked up to the glass protected counter and asked were Steven Samson was being held.

"He is in a jail cell at the moment and visiting hours are about to end," said the police officer behind the counter. This was perfect.

"Can we talk to him?" I asked.

"Yes, I'll call for him," answered the officer. He reached for a phone and told it that Steven had visitors. Dean and I were escorted out of the room and into a room divided by a wall of glass and places to sit. I sat at the far end and Steven "Cut Throat" Samson arrived on the other side of the glass.

"What do you want?" he asked me.

"I am a pirate and I want you to join my pirate crew," I answered.

"I'd love to, but I'm in prison," he responded sarcastically.

"If we get you out will you join me?"

"Sure I will,"

"Okay, then after we talk, go to a place outside where you can see the sky,"

"There is an outside area to play basketball and workout,"

"Go there and wait for me to get you,"

"How are you going to get in and out?"

"I have devil fruit powers," I said to Samson. Dean turned to me in shock.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" Dean asked.

"It wasn't important," I told Dean. I shifted back to Steven and said, "just shake my hand and when you see me close enough to you that you could touch me, put your hands in your pockets," He nodded and I slid the little metal door that led to Samson. I took my glove off my right hand and reached in and we shook hands. Dean and I left the prison and walked around to the side. I spit out all the seed shells I kept in my mouth and knocked over a trash can.

"Do you need the trash can to get Samson out?" Dean asked.

"Yes, now sit on the trash can and hold on," I said as I sat on the trash can too. When we were both on the can, I took my bare right hand and slapped the back of the trash holder and we flew into the air. Dean started yelling because he was surprised and flying in the air. We traveled over the walls of the prison and into an opening area where we could see Steven. We were about a yard away from him before he put his hands into the pockets of his orange jumpsuit. The trash can suddenly fell and Dean and I jumped to the ground. Well, Dean fell; it was his first time flying.

"You have strange devil fruit powers," Samson said to me.

"Don't you have the powers of a devil fruit too?" I asked him.

"Yes, but not like that. And I can't use my powers because the cops put a seastone collar on me," he said as he pointed to his neck.

"We will have to get that off of you before we escape. Do the cops have a key?" I asked. Steven answered by nodding and Dean got up from the ground.

"Cops are here!" Dean said as he pointed to a couple of cops with batons in the air. I pulled off my glove on my left hand and shoved it in my pocket with my other glove. My hands were now revealed to everybody, but nobody stared. I pulled my sleeves up from my gray colored coat and showed my palms to the three officers.

"Get down or we will use force!" the cops yelled. But I was a pirate and of course I didn't listen to them. I ran up to one of the guards and swiftly smacked him in the face with my right hand. He was shocked and stunned, but the officer to his right took a swing at me. I spun around and evaded the attack and quickly grabbed the guard's throat with my bare left hand. I then jumped back towards Dean and Steven and grabbed some of the dumbbells and benches in the work out area. I threw the equipment at the officers and it slammed against their face and neck. The two cops were knocked out, so I ran up to the first one and grabbed his gun that was on his belt. I kicked the gun to Dean and grabbed the other cop's gun and pointed it at the third guard. At this time, the third guard was just getting his gun out.

"Two against one," I said to the cop as he looked to see that Dean and I were pointing our guns at him. "Drop the gun."

"Get the key!" Steven shouted to me as the officer was placing the gun on the ground.

"And give me the key to Samson's seastone collar," I said. The cop grabbed his belt and tossed me the key. I handed the key to Steven and he took off the collar.

"Now lets get out of here, captain," Steven said after I pistol whipped the cop and knocked him unconscious. Samson grabbed Dean and me and we started to levitate. I was puzzled to see the three of us go over the wall and back to where the trash can was. Dean and I were dropped off and Steven remained floating. I noticed his feet were missing.

"Where are your feet?" I asked.

"They will be here soon," Samson replied. And in less than a minute after we escaped, a pair of shoes came running towards us. I noticed that Dean almost fainted when the feet reattached to Steven "Cut Throat" Samson's ankles.

"Let's get to The Mermaid and leave!" I said as Dean, Steven, and I ran towards where I docked my father's old fishing boat.